He grasped another, but that too gave way.

He tried to drop into the top of the tall young pine below him, but, in his effort to get into position to do so, limb after limb of dead wood broke, and he came falling to the earth, amid the startled looks of the chief and the cries of the children.
The ground was soft, and his body lay for a time half imbedded in it.
He was senseless, and blood streamed from his nose and reddened his eyes.
The old chief seized his arm and tried to raise him, but the effort brought no sign of life, and his body was lowered slowly back again by the agonized father, who sat down and dropped his head on his son's breast.
Mr.Mann brought water and wet the boy's lips and bathed his brow.

He then placed his hand over the boy's heart and held it there.

There was a long silence.

The old chief watched the teacher's hand.